Beautiful prose

My Saturday posts are traditionally where I share a more personal story, something that reveals a bit more than I would on a week day.

I have two loves beyond my family. 1. The written Language in all its forms but good old fashioned books are my fave. 2. The ocean, I love being near, on or in water and the ocean is my happy place.

It is then fitting that I share this story while sitting near the ocean reading. I have been reduced to tears twice this summer. The first was when I read the last page of Ernest Hemingway’s ‘A Farewell To Arms” and the second is a a passage from the wonderful novel by Zora Neale Hurston ‘Their Eyes Were Watching God’ Enjoy both shown below:

EH: But after I had got them out and shut the door and turned off the light it wasn’t any good. It was like saying Good-by to a statue. After a while I went out and left the hospital and walked back the hotel in the rain.

ZNH: “Ships at a distance have every man’s wish on board.” … “For some they come in with tide. For others they sail forever on the horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men.”

A little different than my typical post but I hope you liked them. Have a great day whenever you read this.

Published by NCS

reader of great literature, teller of tales, photographer of mostly awful snaps but on occasion I am half decent.

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